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Sep 2014
Tonight, I watch myself weep again
Like a ******, I cannot look away
Each tear, heavy
Each sigh, long-drawn
I do not recognize the face I see
I know not if it is still my own.

Why do I still cry?
Why does it still hurt so much?
I knew there was no future for us
That had I stayed, my smiles will always be half-lies
Oh but there are days, love
There are days when I wish I would just die

In my dreams, I imagine you back
I imagine us talking as though we've never parted
I imagine you telling me over and over again
That you’re sorry,
That things just got out of hand
That you didn’t mean to hurt me

And in those dreams
I would kiss you
I would tell you that I believe you
I would tell you that I’ve always forgiven you
For things you don’t even know
For things I don’t even know
Written by
Keith Panganiban
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